Guy Fawkes Poem by Robert Green
Guy Fawkes
Bonfire night
Wood and boxes alight
Children's glee
All around to see.
Rockets fly
Colouring the sky
Eyes all skyward
Hear the crackle of the wood.
Against the black night
Colourful fireworks so bright
Children's squeals
Catherine wheels.
Night air so cold
Gathered around young and old
Stamping of feet, rubbing of hands
Holding glowing bands.
Ending the night
Child's eyes so bright
Walking home hand in hand
Tired eyes, sleep! Into dream land.
This is lovely Robert - although I have remained indoors behind closed curtains, I have heard the fireworks going off. I only pray that there have not been too many accidents this year.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 7:22:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fireworks and bonfire are for celebrations and fun in life...moments of jubilation...Guy fawkes day is an event of history and you have written it on the same day...but playing with fire in such moments is a symbolic act of man as a reaction against the tyranny of the chilled and chilling winter...! ! !